They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 229

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A month later, Camila was set to return to the National Research Institute to continue her work with the professors.

Before heading back, the Stuard family and the Campbell family arranged her engagement to Glovant. Shortly after the engagement, she made a visit to the prison.

Ever since Arthur, Agnes, and the others were arrested and imprisoned, Camila had never visited them. This time, she decided to show them a rare act of “mercy” by paying them a visit.

Once Camila entered the National Research Institute, it was uncertain when she would be able to leave again. Perhaps this visit would be their last meeting, as all of them had been sentenced to death.

Camila was determined to see her enemies suffer before their execution. Only then could she feel she had done justice to her past self.

In prison, the first person Camila met was Arthur.

She had expected Arthur to glare at her with hatred and wish to tear her apart.

To her surprise, behind the thick glass, Arthur looked as though he had aged over a decade. His gaze carried an unexpected hint of guilt.

In his eyes, there was even a trace of fatherly affection.

Camila narrowed her eyes and pieced together a possibility.

She picked up the phone, and Arthur did the same. Before she could speak, his trembling voice came through.

Arthur said, “Camila, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I should never have hurt you for the sake of those bitches Ivanna and Agnes. “I was blind, so blind. Will you forgive me?”

Hearing his sincere apology, Camila let out a sharp laugh. “So, you’ve remembered everything from the previous life, haven’t you, Arthur?”

Arthur’s face twisted with guilt and regret.

The daily beatings in prison had awakened his past memories, forcing him to relive the torment Camila had endured.

He regretted that his realization came only after he was thrown behind bars instead of when Camila was born.

It was all too late. Having been sentenced to death, Arthur had no chance to make amends to Camila in this lifetime. He said in his heart, ‘God, did you bring back my memories just to punish me?‘

Arthur stared at Camila with tears of regret streaming down his face. “Camila, I know I did terrible things that can’t be forgiven. I’m not asking for much, just for your forgiveness. Could you forgive me?”

Camila looked at him with cold eyes. She said, “Forgiveness? Do you think you deserve it?

“Arthur, look at how generous I am. You’re sitting in prison, and I still bothered to come visit you. But your Jackson family threw me into prison in my previous life for five years and never once came to see me.

“Compared to all of you, I’m still far too kind.”

Arthur winced at her cutting words, and his chest tightened with pain. “Can’t you let it go, just this once? I’m about to die, Camila.”

Camila talked back. “You committed crimes. Isn’t death exactly what you deserve?”

Camila’s eyes glinted with mockery. “Even now, on the brink of death, you’re still trying to guilt–trip me?

“In my previous life, all my suffering was your doing. I wish you’d pay for it in all your lifetimes. This is only your second life. What makes you think I’d forgive you?

“Let me make this clear, Arthur. I came here today for one reason: to see you at your worst.

“Now I’ve seen it. It looks like prison life has been extra harsh on you. That’s a relief.

“After all, your Jackson family told me more than once, ‘It’s just five years in prison. What’s the big deal?‘

“Exactly. My five years in prison were ‘no big deal. So, Mr. Jackson, why not experience it for yourself? After all, not everyone gets the privilege of experiencing prison life firsthand.

“Once you’ve had your fill, it’ll be time for you to die If there’s a next life I’ll make sure you suffer in every life you live, over and over again.”

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As Arthur heard Camila’s ruthless words, his eyes widened, and ins bouy trembled. He knew that Camila hated him very

much.

He also knew he had committed unforgivable sins, but he felt that he had already paid the price because in his previous life, he’d suffered a stroke, been paralyzed, and abandoned in the mountains to endure endless torment.

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He wondered, ‘Haven’t I suffered enough? Why won’t she let it go?

‘Even in this life, my crimes have earned me a death sentence. Isn’t that enough? Why does she still curse me to suffer across lifetimes?‘

Arthur cried uncontrollably. “Camila, I know I was wrong. Why won’t you forgive me, even now?

“I’ve paid for my mistakes both in this life and last. Isn’t that enough?

“If there’s a next life, I swear I’ll be a good father to you. Please just believe me.”

No matter how badly he cried, Camila’s resolve was unshakable.

For Camila, forgiving someone who hurt her was not forgiveness. It would only be cruel to herself.

Time didn’t heal wounds. It just turned them into scars etched deep in her heart. For this reason, she would never forgive Arthur, not in this life, nor in any other.

Camila looked at Arthur and laughed, “Arthur, your credibility means nothing to me.

“You once said I bullied Agnes because the leopard cannot change its spots. Well, let me return those words to you exactly as they are.

“Someone as vile as you, no matter how many lives you get, will always be scum. You deserve nothing but a miserable end.” “No, I won’t. Camila, please give me one more chance,” Arthur pleaded desperately.

However, Camila had already hung up the phone. She stood up and walked away without sparing Arthur another glance. Arthur slammed his fists against the glass window, but Camila kept walking. Until the day of his execution, Arthur never saw her again.

As for Ivanna, Claude, and Agnes, the trio faced “special treatment” from the other inmates every single day.

Agnes, whose kidney problems had already weakened her, didn’t even make it to her execution date. She was beaten to death by the prisoners.

When Agnes died, her ears had been deafened, her eyes had been stabbed blind, her limbs and ribs were shattered, and ⚫even her skull was crushed, leaving a deep indentation.

She lay in a pool of blood, with her mind replaying scenes from her previous life where she had mercilessly tormented Camila.

Every time Camila had been beaten, scolded, or humiliated by the Jackson family, Agnes would stand by and look at Camila in triumph.

These memories filled Agnes with bitter resentment. She didn’t want to die. She believed she should have been the victor, the one everyone adored and centered their lives around. She couldn’t figure out why things had turned out this way. No matter how unwilling she was, her body couldn’t hold on any longer. In the end, Agnes died with endless regret. Ivanna and Claude, on the other hand, were physically robust. They endured daily beatings right up until the day before their executions.

Camila visited everyone who had hurt her–everyone except Harry.

Harry was the epitome of hypocrisy, pretending to protect Camila while secretly harming her. Just the thought of him made Camila sick, so she decided he wasn’t worth her time.

As Camila walked out of the prison and was ready to get into her car, she saw a group of people escorted by the police.

Leading the group was a man with dyed yellow hair in cheap clothes, exuding a sleazy demeanor. He was clearly a good–for -nothing thug.

Camila froze when she saw him. She knew this man all too well.

In her previous life, it was because of him that she refused to be adopted. That decision led her back to the Jackson residence, where she suffered relentless abuse.

It was also because of him that she was left defenseless in court, ultimately receiving a five–year prison sentence.

This man was none other than Owen.

In her previous life, Camila had scrimped and saved, worked tirelessly, and participated in countless contests to earn money, all to support Owen’s education in law school.

However, Owen had trampled on her sacrifices, using her as a stepping stone to climb to the top. His first move for this was to betray her and send her to prison.

Owen had enjoyed years of glory in Camila’s previous life.

Back then, he lived in a luxurious downtown apartment worth hundreds of thousands in Sancho, drove expensive cars, and

wore custom–tailored suits.

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From head to toe, inside and out, he exuded the aura of a money–made elite.

But now, Owen was nothing without her sacrifices. He had grown up to be nothing more than a worthless thug. As the police led Owen toward the prison and passed by Camila, she asked, “Sir, what crime did he commit?” If it had been anyone else, the police officer might not have answered. But Camila’s special status as a nationally recognized talent earned her a response. The officer answered, “Going whoring.”

Camila paused for a moment. She thought, ‘Going whoring? So, without me, Owen is nothing but a pile of filth.

Looking at Owen now, Camila felt nothing but disgust. He was nothing more than a stain in her life.

Camila was about to step into the car when Owen called out, “Wait. Have we met before?”

Camila turned her head and met Owen’s gaze.

She remained calm and said, “With your status, you’re not even worth my meeting.”

Their roles had reversed. Owen was no longer the celebrated lawyer of Sancho that he had once been. Now, he was just a powerless, penniless drifter.

As for Camila, she was no longer the overlooked and mistreated true heiress of the Jackson family. She was now the beloved heiress of the Stuard family, Giovani’s fiancée, a prodigy, and a renowned scientist.

In this life, she carried many titles, and with any one of them, no one would dare to trample on her again.

Without sparing Owen another glance, Camila stepped into the car.

As she drove away, Owen felt a hollow ache spreading through his chest, as if the last piece of his soul had been ripped

away.

He stared fixedly in the direction her car disappeared. A desperate urge to chase after her surged within him, but with handcuffs binding his wrists and the police officer holding him, escape was impossible.

The best years of his life were destined to be spent in prison.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed. Camila was now twenty–seven.

In her previous life, she had only lived till the age of twenty–three. Tormented by the Jackson family both physically and mentally, she ended up drinking poison to take the fall for Lucy.

But in this life, she would never meet such a tragic end. At twenty–seven, Camila had grown into a striking, lovely, and alluring beauty.

For the past decade, she had been immersed in scientific research, rarely returning home.

Now, with a major breakthrough in her work, she could finally take a well–deserved break and get married.

Camila’s wedding was a grand affair, attended by the most influential figures in both the business and political worlds. The scale of the event was unparalleled.

Unfortunately, the weather in Northeville didn’t cooperate, and it started to rain that day.